Definitely
feeling post treatment blues the past couple of days. No motivation to do anything. I don’t want to see anyone, go anywhere or do
anything. I’m not crabby, I’m simply
feeling disconsolate. I was pretty sure this was the right word but
had to look up the meaning:
sad, unhappy, doleful, woebegone, dejected,
downcast, downhearted, despondent, dispirited, crestfallen, cast down,
depressed, down, disappointed, disheartened, discouraged, demoralized,
low-spirited, forlorn, in the doldrums, melancholy, miserable, long-faced,
glum, gloomy.
There, that pretty much describes how I’m
feeling. I’m not looking for sympathy in
telling anyone this, I’m just continuing as I have done in communicating what’s
going on in my world. And I know that
this too shall pass!
I did rejoice last week
on Friday as the doctors ridded me of the nemesis Justin Case!! Hooray!!
My feeding tube is history and I’m left with what resembles a naval with
an eyebrow over it!!
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| Before |
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| After |
I’m posting before and after treatment pictures of me with and without Justin. The pictures go a little way toward illustrating the weight loss also! But I’m still banned from the hot tub. I have to wait a couple more weeks to make sure everything’s healed up.
We visited the Hope Lodge
last week after my appointment and it was very good seeing friends again.
Now starting to look
ahead to life post-treatment to include travel, projects and possibly a return
to school? I’m going to fire up the
aquaponics projects again, but maybe on a limited basis as winter is coming and
it does occasionally dip below 32 degrees here.
I was pleased to note that the original test bed I practice with this
summer has finally produced a single tomato.
Small success, but success nonetheless!
Thanks for reading!! Blessings!
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